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The temperature is in the mid 30’s and the rain is drizzling down.
The air is cold and raw and you can see your breath against the dull grey sky.
I have never liked Cemetary’s and I’m not too sure I feel comfortable on this dismal morning.
For some reason I feel the eyes of a thousand souls staring at me from the great beyond, judging me, wondering why I am here, an intruder with a camera.
I choose my ste

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